Ultra Trail Lago d'Orta is on my menu this weekend 😍

Oh and my bib nr happens to be my age!

For me, running is both exercise and a metaphor. Running day after day, piling up the races, bit by bit I raise the bar, and by clearing each level I elevate myself. At least that’s why I’ve put in the effort day after day: to raise my own level. I’m no great runner, by any means. I’m at an ordinary – or perhaps more like mediocre – level. But that’s not the point. The point is whether or not I improved over yesterday. In long-distance running the only opponent you have to beat is yourself, the way you used to be.
—  Murakami 

Ruby Muir

All I Do is Think About Running

After running fro eight years, being completely bored with it, because marathons seemed boring, 5K’s were nothing, and nothing else seemed to amuse me about running, I finally decided to try training for ultra-marathons. Well let me tell you, that ignited my passion for running once again. There is such mystery and awe about ultras. You have to break your body to complete them and each time its such a euphoric experience. My mileage has gone past 15 miles a day on run days and now I find myself pushing past 20 easily. Maybe its just the wildness that attracts me to ultra-marathons. Everyone seems to be doing marathons these days, but those who do ultras are crazy, untamed beasts. I like being a crazy, untamed beast. I was not made to look glamorous or appear on the Oprah show for fitness tips. No, I was meant to be in the wild, running with the mountain lions, chasing the sunlight as it sweeps across the mountain tops. There is no telling what happens in a ultra race. A marathon usually happens on nice clean roads, with maybe a hill or two for little to no added excitement. But an ultra goes up mountain tops, through rivers, across deserts, and into no mans lands. Ultras have no pretty finishes. They leave people bloody, break bones, cause hallucinations, make you puke, and drive you to the absolute brink of insanity, just to bring you to heaven’s doorstep when you cross the finish line. Never in my life have I been so excited about training my body for the brutal torment I will bestow upon it when I race. Its all I can think about. Last night, I stayed up watching documentaries on similar people tormenting themselves through brutal ultra races. Super awesome! They loved every minute of it, just be rewarded with the joy of knowing that they could accomplish anything and nothing was to hard to accomplish in life. Imagine a 135 mile race through Death Valley with 130 degree heat. What about six days through the Australian outback covering 350 miles of wild terrain. Crazy I know, but pure tormented awesomeness. You can sign up for a 5K if you want to, maybe a marathon to tickle your fancy, but if you want a real, life changing experience, try an ultra. Try running 30, 40, or 50 miles straight and see how awesome you feel. I say its time to take running to a whole new level. Lets strip all the glamour away from it and take it back to its raw primal form. I am going to leave it all on the line and break myself over and over again, just so I can really understand what I am capable of doing. If we ran for as long as we sat on the couch, we would be capable of anything this world throws at us. Join me and lets take on the ultra challenge cause its all I can think about.